hey it's september 12th
11:31 pm
let's go
yeah
my album dropped
drinking champagne by myself
i got no friends
i got no friends
i got
i just charted
still i'm drinking by myself
i got no friends
i got no friends
at least i got the money
at least i got the money
they don't see what comes with fame
they don't know it comes with pressure
isolated from the world
locked inside my bedroom
i dream but never sleep
things they never see
hide inside my hoodie
i find peace in the beats
i'm painting on the instrumentals that they gave
3 years nothing left to say
keep on talking shit
make like triple what you make
i'm the one they looking up to cause i never played it safe
you went bar to bar
i went stay to stay
numbers talk
you ain't saying much
wake 'em up
where you been
i've been going back n forth in my mind
asking if i'm better dead
fuck that noise i'm still alive
my album dropped
i'm drinking champagne by myself
i got no friends
i got no friends
i got
i just charted
still i'm drinking by myself
i got no friends
i got no friends
at least i got the money
at least i got the money
yeah
never changed
made a way
looked back see the shit i paved
ima cop my mom a rolla and my dad a chevrolet
ima pay for all my brother shit sister too
i promise
drop an album still i'm balling balling balling out
they hear me now
ghost poof i fade it
now my fans in the crowd
ask my fam we made it
put my lips around the bottle when i face it
if the top is hella lonely then damn i guess i made it
my album dropped
drinking champagne by myself
i got no friends
i got no friends
i got
i just charted
still i'm drinking by myself
i got no friends
i got no friends
at least i got the money
at least i got the money